#FotD Asks

[moonlightsmasquerade]

Okay we've got NAMES!!!

Monsters in Mayweather

Aaron Merrick - Shoggoth

Joshua Edwards - Ghoul

Selena Hill - Witch

Ellen Wilson - Gremlin

Matt Hill - Dhampir

Cyrus Diaz - Vampire

Theron Howell - Werewolf

Ruby Phillips - Zombie

Dallas Langley - Human

Azrael - “Angel” (Eldritch Entity)

Issac - Shadowman

Melani -Harpy

Fear of the Deep

Cain Morgan - Trying to find out what happened to his family

Dylan Jones - Friend of Cain, thinks somethings wrong with him

Miriam Hopkins - Sister to Sean, trying to figure out the mysteries of the town

Zoey Middleton - Former friend of Cain

Llywelyn Daniels - Former search and rescue, current lighthouse keeper

Ada Wynn - Former search and rescue, died on duty

Jack Lewis - Friend to Llywelyn and Ada

Sean Hopkins - Brother of Miriam, died in an accident

Carter Perez - Friend of Sean, was there when he died 

The Fisherman - Just a fisherman, no one knows his name

“The One who Sleeps in the Depths” -  Eldritch Entity, If you see it in your dreams it's too late

Edlen - The one who killed Sean

Glyndwr - The one who killed Ada

Nerine - The one who has been watching Cain

The designs for everyone are still being worked on, hopefully I'll get them done soon!

[mycoblogg]

can you do the dewdrop bonnet for FOTD since it won that mushroom showdown? (here is the post)

ty!

FOTD #049 : dewdrop bonnet! (hemimycena tortuosa)

the dewdrop bonnet (winner of the 2023 mushroom showdown) is a basidiomycete fungus in the family mycenaceae. it has been spotted in the UK, but currently only has 40 sightings worldwide, so there is not much known about this mushroom.

the big question : can i bite it?? the edibility of this fungus is unknown !!

h. tortuosa description :

"the minute all-white mycena is seen to be covered in hairs that hold tiny water droplets."

[images : source, source & source]

[didasgomas]

Intro post (finally)

Hello ੈ✩‧₊˚·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳🏵️🧸ྀི⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

I go by Lilith in here, though if that name makes anyone uncomfortable, Rose is also fine (not my real name). My pronouns are she/them

Psychological horror fan and writer, though I hope to step up and become an artist as well some day

I try to keep my tags and overall tagging consistent, but if you need/want me to add anything to the tags, just ask

My main stories for now are three AUs and one og story:

In Mortality (au of "Cut Down The Altar" by missr3n3)

Monsters of Pearlmoon (au of "Monsters in Mayweather" by moonlightsmasquerade)

Monstrous Eyes And Hearts (au of "Monsters in Mayweather" by moonlightsmasquerade)

Eyes Blue (au of "Fear Of The Deep" by moonlightsmasquerade)

BirdsHeart (Original story about harpy-like beings and their society)

Feel free to send asks about any of them, and enjoy your stay here ｡⋆

[missr3n3]

Cdta Swap Joshua and Fotd Swap Cain have at best one thing in common : problematic (more accurately dangerous) father figures

think cain might actually have it worse in this case tbh, since iirc he's getting turbo indoctrinated into the Evil Fish Cult ways.

joshua seems to have kept his independent nature n free will intact in cdta swap, he just made a very unfortunate choice when it came to romantic partners n got stuck in the skinamarink house as a result lol

[namikiheights]

g and k for the fanfic ask game!!

thank you for asking!

G - i write soooo so so out of order… i started writing gulf in our hearts in september 2019 and had 30k written by christmas 2019 but i only posted about 1k bc that was all that was finished chronologically LOL

K - my angstiest idea would have to the dystopia au where kamura corporation turns japan into a polluted capitalist surveillance state and everyone from rath (so the sao cast) is their bitches bc they got corporate taken over I WILL WRITE THIS ONE DAY I SWEAR i just need to. set it up (it has 5 parts of set up)

[ladybugsimblr]

The early bird catches the butterfly or however the saying goes. The FOTD Street Team spotted Bailey Kay as she was entering the luxury retail store Printemps, before the doors were open to public. BK was in a rush, but still stopped to take a pic since we “asked so nicely”. We also asked what inspired her fit of the day, and she said “Love! Just dope sims doing their thing and showing love!” Well we’re definitely feeling all the heart details and love, and we know Andre Chevalier and Lanakila Ka'uhane, who were featured on the Queen's t-shirt, must be feeling her love too. As always, let us know if you’re here for the look. Is BK starting a trend? Or doing too much? See you tomorrow fashionistas!

@someone-elsa @magnoliapromenadegalleria

[thekimspoblog]

The simple fact is... all lawyers deserve to die. When you make impactful decisions about the world and other people's lives, you will inevitably do some harm. And eventually, we will all have to face the music for it.

So how does Kim die? If it were up to me, I'd take a page out of the ending of "Wicked"; the book, not the musical. In the end, Kim got the life she wanted, or at least as close to it as she could reasonably ask for. She was the hero; she fought an all-powerful unjust system, and on many occasions, she even won. But every step of the way, the price was always steeper than she initially thought, and she paid dearly. By her early 70's she's lost love, and family, and her principles, and parts of her sanity, and even a few fingers and toes, to a righteous cause. And now, in her tower, she can feel the world closing in on her; if she has no regrets then why does she feel so, so sad? Life will scar you, and finally we have an answer to who Kim Wexler is at her very core, because everything else has been hacked away, piece by piece.

And then she dies. And unlike the other deaths in Breaking Bad, I'd like to end "Slippin' Kimmy" by following her into the afterlife. She's not reunited with her husband; that would be too cheesy. In fact, she can't even find herself. There is no heaven, no hell, not even the respite of the black void. Just chaos and sensory overload, and Colin Stetson music. She's punished for her misdeeds, but not in a way that would have been any different, if she had lived a pure life. Dissolution is what awaits us all, the weak and the strong alike. We can go to our graves with some peace of mind, knowing history will remember us albeit inaccurately, but that doesn't change the horror of what really lies beyond the curtain.

So yeah... even if I were the one writing the story, "Slippin' Kimmy" would rather definitively end after 2 seasons.

@somethin-stupid-67 sorry that the FotD is depressing today, but it had to be said.

[lost-in-the-cloud-official]

Welcome!

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Posts are regularly queued and scheduled!

[netherfeildren]

in tears over the french slander in fotd i need to know what happened on your date girl 😭

he sucked fucking ass quite frankly 🧍🏻‍♀️ was rude to the waitress first of all and then DIDNT PAY FOR ME ???? sry to those that don’t think it’s necessary for the dude to pay on the first date but i do !! 😤😤 me and the waitress were so gagged when he was like ummm I will pay for half I literally got up as soon as I paid and was like ok bye and he was like what no hug? (what no bless you for giacomo) and I just gave him a pat on the shoulder and got in my car and then he still had the audacity to ask if I wanted to hang out again after …absolutely not bozo!

also and u may not think this is a big deal but we went to a valet only place and he refused to pay the valet and still parked in the parking lot anyways and shorted the valet guys their tip!!! like I like to follow rules !! if they say valet u have to valet, these guys are out in the heat trying to make a living !!! and there were just a lot of strange little comments and remarks and he kept going on and on about the stupid American bit which yeah I totally get but omfg he was really egging it on like I felt like he thought I was stupid lmao :(

and worst worst of all …………………… he was so hot 😔

[thechipofluigireal]

:)

Owen blogs:

Forest of the Damned blog:

YouTube:

[moonlightsmasquerade]

And we suppose that Cain meeting his swap boy would go even worse, right?

I've answered a similar ask before, but both would be likely horrified by the others fate (with the added bonus that OG Cain is jealous that the Swap version is human) Swap Cain would be frightened by OG Cain and OG Cain would feel really bad for Swap Cain.

[mycoblogg]

Cortinarius violaceus?

FOTD #044 : violet cort! (cortinarius violaceus)

the violet cort / violet webcap is an agaric fungus in the family cortinariaceae. this fungus forms symbiotic relationships with the roots of various plant species, & is most commonly found in north america, asia & europe !!

the big question : can i bite it?? this fungus is labelled 'inedible', but can also be considered 'edible but not choice'.

c. violaceus description :

"the fruit bodies are dark purple mushrooms with caps up to 15 cm (6 in) across, sporting gills underneath. the stalk measures 6 to 12 centimetres (2+1⁄3 to 4+2⁄3 in) by 1 to 2 cm (3⁄8 to 3⁄4 in), sometimes with a thicker base. the dark flesh has a smell reminiscent of cedar wood."

[images : source & source] [fungus description : source]

"thanks for the request !! isn't this mushroom beautiful? i love the bright colour."

[angelic-writer]

The Mandela Effect - Deja Vu

Day 26 of @augusnippets

Prompts: Nightmare/warm blanket/snuggling

Features characters from FOTD BY @moonlightsmasquerade

CW: Nightmare, drowning, foreshadowed lady whump

Llywelyn had no idea where he was for a moment. All he knew was that it was dark, cold and his eyes stung. He couldn't feel the ground beneath him. When he tried to speak, salt invaded his mouth.

He was in the water.

How did he get in there? Did he fall in somehow? Was he lured in by them?

He tried to swim up, but something grabbed him by the ankle. He looked to see a creature resembling his likeness. Panicking now, he tried to get out of its grasp, but it only smirked, showing its toothy grin as its grip tightened. He screamed, bubbles coming out of his mouth as he thrashed around. The fight lasted for about a minute before he heard something - someone - jump in.

Ada had jumped in after him, pulling out her gun and shooting the fish creature multiple times before it finally let go. Ada grabbed Llywelyn's hand and started to swim up. She was just about to reach the surface when something pulled her back, ripping Llywelyn from her grasp. His eyes widened when he saw that the creature had taken her, covering her mouth as she squirmed for freedom.

You can't save her, Llywelyn. She is meant to die. You already averted death once. You can't do it again.

Llywelyn reached out his hand and once more tried to scream. This time, a name came out of him.

"ADA!!!"

Llywelyn shot up in bed, gasping for air. His lungs burned as though he hadn't breathed for a while. His skin was covered in a thick sheet of sweat and his hands were trembling. He buried his face in his hands. "Dammit.... Not again..."

Why? Why did he have that nightmare again? Ever since the rescue team saved Sean from his impossible death, he had been having recurring nightmares about Ada dying, being pulled into the dark depths by the creatures from the legends. But that's impossible. She's still here with him. She's still alive so what do those nightmares mean?

"Lyn? Are you okay?"

Llywelyn jumped at Ada's sudden voice. "O-Oh! Yeah, I-I'm fine. It's just..."

"Another nightmare?"

He slowly nodded.

"Oh honey..." She pulled him close. "It's okay. I'm here."

Llywelyn snuggled his head in her chest, hearing her steady heartbeat. For some reason, the sound of her heart gave him a sense of comfort. It was a sign that she was still here, still alive on this earth. She ran her fingers through his hair, earning him a contented sigh.

"Are... these nightmares the same?" Ada asked.

"Yeah. For some reason, they all featured you being pulled under the water. I was... helpless to do anything. I couldn't even..."

"Shh..." She stroked his hair. "It's okay. I'm here. Nothing's gonna happen to me, alright?"

"But what if something does happen and I won't be able to help you? Y-You're a valued member of our team and we've known each other since we were kids. I don't want to lose what we have because of some Lovecraftian monstrosities."

"Lyn, I promise you that nothing's gonna happen to me. I'm a tough gal. You know I can handle anything."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure. Now, can I get you anything? Tea?"

"...Tea does sound nice."

"Alright, I'll be back in a jiffy."

After she left the room, Llywelyn was left with his thoughts. He knew she said she could take care of herself, but the truth was... He was scared for her. He had let a nightmare about her death overtake him, causing him to overanalyze what she did. Jack started asking him what was wrong with Llywelyn reassuring him that he's fine. But how long could he keep lying to him? How long until the nightmares of death finally stop?

Sometimes, he had the feeling that it wasn't nightmares. That maybe, just maybe that he had experienced it in another lifetime. A lifetime full of tragedy.

"Lyn, your tea is ready." Ada set his teacup down on the nightstand. "I also got a fluffy blanket in the dryer. I figure you really need it."

"Oh... Thanks, but you don't have to do that."

"You're my co-worker, silly. I have to make sure you're in tip top shape for the job." She winked.

Llywelyn chuckled as he took the teacup. He took a small sip and smiled. Honey tea, just the way Ada made it.

People sometimes asked him if he had a crush on Ada based on their history together. He always answered honestly. 'No. I do not.' Those feelings have not changed. He had never dated anyone nor did he plan to. Even if Ada did, by some chance, have some sort of feelings for Llywelyn, it would be completely one sided. It was the largest if since Ada never looked at Llywelyn any differently. She only saw him as a co-worker, a friend. And that alone was perfectly fine with him.

Soon after Llywelyn was done with his tea, Ada had wrapped the freshly warm blanket around him. Already, he was beginning to feel sleepy. He buried his face in the soft fabric as his head hit the pillow.

"Hehehe. Do you want me to stay with you? At least until I know you won't be having anymore of these bad dreams?" Ada asked, smirking.

"Nah, I think I'll be fine."

"Alright, I'll be next door if you need anything."

As soon as she was out the door, he was beginning to nod off. Suddenly, the worries he had for her didn't matter. She was here to stay. And in that moment, he was happy.

Three weeks later, Ada drowned.

[namikiheights]

D for Gulf in our Hearts???? ( (-( )

omg im glad u asked bc i do have a playlist for kyoushino but from that fic specifically xD

i consider LONGER THAN FOREVER to be like. the credits theme for gulf in our hearts

[afactaday]

#aFactADay2024

#1210: if you're reading this, chances are that the screw head you're most familiar with is the Phillips, with a cruciform hole and a 57-degree driver, (actually invented by Not Phillips (fotd#165)) - but in Canada, you're probably a Robertson head user, with a square taper (aka Scrulox, and also created by Not Robertson). both of these were intended (the latter before the former) as a replacement to the slotted screws. these days, the Robertson is in many ways simply better than the Phillips, to the point that it's slowly been escaping the Great White North and is appearing in shops elsewhere - but why do we use such an awful standard everywhere else? when the Robertson was dreamed up (by Not Robertson), it left the head of the screw much weaker because of the stamping process. by the time this had been ironed out (by Yes Robertson), the Great War had broken out and the industries, focused on the fighting, didn't want to shop from a Canadian.

but that wasn't the screw in the coffin, so to speak - when Ford realised that he could use the efficiency of the Robertson head to save money, he asked for control of the business. when Robertson said no, the auto manufacturer ousted him from the market and turned to the Phillips head instead, restricting the superior shape to the land of maple syrup. it was the same force that displaced Robertson that gave Phillips the edge: during WW2, car makers turned into plane builders and everything was filled to the brim with Phillips heads. when the allies returned, they demanded the same tools that they had used in action. Robertson drivers are great because they don't easily come out of the screw and they hold onto the screw on their own, making one-handed driving much more reliable.

[thekimspoblog]

FotD is just a regular weekday in Kim's life in 2025.

For the past two years, she and her family have been living in a condominium on the outskirts of San Francisco. Today, she woke up around 7:45. Showered, took ten minutes to put her face on. When she came downstairs, Jimmy was already up and getting ready to take the kids to school. Iris is in first grade; Fille is in kindergarten.

She stops at a drive thru on the way to work. Takes the opportunity to listen to some of her favorite After Hours songs. She arrives at the Avancer Foundation at around 8:30. Her current assignment is to oversee a contract with McDonald's, in which the corporation makes a large donation to underprivileged school districts, and in exchange the firm arranges positive press and lobbies for the corporation to have greater presence in school lunch programs. Avancer has no intent to fulfil their end of the agreement and is poised to run a negative expose anyway, as soon as the donation is made. McDonald's has already been conned by Avancer once before, so Kim needed to create a shell lobbying firm to facilitate the deal; the tricky part is making it look like McDonald's knew Avancer was the parent organization, so they cannot easily claim fraud when this inevitably goes to court.

In a sense it's the same question she's been asking herself her entire life: How do you get the money you want, away from the people who already have too much of it, without actually having to kiss the ring? And speaking of feeling like a collared dog... around 11 Kim's boss, a man named Hugo Petrie, knocks on her office door. When Kim met Hugo a little over two years ago, she was quite impressed with him - really thought she had found an ally in trying to save the world - thought he was different, a little sexual tension even - but since then their relationship has soured considerably. He's just another greedy thug who has no interest in changing a status quo when it benefits him, and at this point because Kim knows about Avancer's more serious crimes, Hugo won't just let her quit. He's already threatened her twice and her family once. He's acting polite as he leans in the door frame; charming, wants to let her know the office is taking lunch orders, but the passive aggressive message that he's keeping an eye on her isn't lost.

At around 12:30, she steps out onto the balcony for a smoke break. She's "quit" multiple times at this point, but some vices are too comfortable to stay away from. Between the kids and her political career - or criminal career, whatever you want to call it - she calculates that she's going to have to live to be one hundred in order to accomplish everything she wants to, but she rationalizes that as long as she only has one cigarette a day it can't hurt. She continues to work through lunch then clocks out at 3:45. She goes to the gym, spends ten minutes on the Stairmaster and another ten training with weights. When she arrives home at 4:45, the cleaning man is wrapping up and about to leave. She spends another good 15 minutes talking to him about his life, mainly because having a stranger clean their house is a security risk and it's important she build a rapport with him, but also she was genuinely interested; she tries to treat anyone in her employ like family.

Jimmy owns several small business franchises around the city and some days he drives around and manages those, but today he was focused on planning the actual Wexler-McGill estate. The "Saul Goodman & Associates" brand is in this awkward position where it's an open secret that the IP is connected to several high-profile crimes, and yet the country is so corrupt that this history isn't treated as a reason why the brand should be barred from continuing its legitimate business practices. Including capitalizing off the name's infamy with memoirs and licensed merchandise, or offering "consulting" services to other special interest groups such as Avancer.

Kim helps Iris with her homework and then the girls are allowed to play "dolls in cars" on the living room carpet. A little before 6 pm, the household's foster daughter, Clara, comes home from whatever odd jobs she was doing around town. Clara is a junior in college now and she mostly comes and goes as she pleases, but the Goodmans promised to put her through law school and let her live with them for free, so long as she helped out around the house occasionally. Half the time, she's crashing at a friend's place, but it's nice to have her home. Dinner tonight is seafood medley in a butter sauce. It's got spinach in it so it's healthy. Iris weasels her way into convincing Kim to let her put off taking a bath until tomorrow night; it was easy because Kim didn't feel like giving the kids a bath anyway. The parents lovingly read the youngsters a bedtime story, then Kim and Jimmy sit at the kitchen island until 9:00, going over bills and upcoming appointments and whathaveyou. Jimmy reminds her that Iris's current best friend in school is a girl named Chau and that Chau and her mom will be at the house for a playdate later this week. In spite of all the evidence to the contrary, he really was a dependable partner, wasn't he? And lord knows she needed one, running this ship.

It's cold out on the patio as the two watch the moon and share another cigarette. It's fine though, because they only smoked half of this one and then put it out. Kim pours herself a scotch and the pair cuddle on the couch. They consider watching Metropolis for the eighth time together, but decide to give a chance to that new tv drama series all Kim's childless coworkers won't shut up about. She's only able to follow the first 20 minutes before she realizes she's falling asleep. Two or three nights a week they have sex, but given how safe and boring today was (not that Kim's complaining!) it's best to just call it a night. At a little past 10:30, she puts on lotion, pops her prescription antidepressants and lays her head down on the pillow, knowing that best case scenario, tomorrow will be more of the same. It's a complacent sort of depression; this is as good as it gets, this is the dream out of reach to most Americans, she doesn't take anything she has for granted, in fact the greatest burden is just fear of losing it, but still being perpetually effervescent would seem... inappropriate. You don't have to be happy 24/7; purpose is more important. But you've gotta find some way to love your routine, just to avoid going crazy.